As the title suggests, after successfully running away from home, Shota Tsuruta secretly transferred to Rikkai University with his uncle's help, becoming a second-year transfer student.
In the throes of adolescence, Tsuruta wanted to get back at his older brother, who strongly opposed him joining any sports club. So, after a classmate enthusiastically recommended it, he resolutely joined Rikkai's tennis club.
Then he collapsed on his very first day.
"I, Tsuruta, am about to kick the bucket." Looking dazed, Tsuruta lay peacefully on an empty patch beside the tennis court, his hands folded over his stomach as if he had already passed away.
"Tsuruta!"
"Hey! Are you okay?"
"Tsuruta?"
"Oh, Tsuruta fainted!"
"Someone, get him to the nurse's office!"
"Tsuruta! Tsuruta! Don't die! Hang in there! We'll get a doctor right away!"
Already barely conscious and teetering on the edge of passing out, Tsuruta finally fainted amid the increasingly loud shouting around him.
And just like that, he became famous at both the tennis club and the school.
From then on, Tsuruta's rebellious adolescence at Rikkai turned into a life of endless misery.
But as time went on, more and more mysteries surrounded the transfer student.
The terrible scars on his back, his strange trauma responses, the mask and hat he never took off outside school, the empty house devoid of any sign of life, and his absurdly unpredictable bouts of amnesia...
Tsuruta knows he's got all sorts of strange problems, but he still tries to stay positive every day. Well, except during club practice.
Though school life is wonderful, Tsuruta is eventually caught after running away from home.
"Got you."
"Hahaha, long time no see, hahaha."
"..."
Primarily a Prince of Tennis fanfic. The author is a Rikkai fan. Blurb screenshot dated October 28, 2022.
Theme: Young people have an endless range of possibilities ahead of them.
